“ok, I’ll work for you, what kind of protein do you wanna make?”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“ok, I’ll work for you, what kind of protein do you wanna make?”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“…it’ll be transmitted to the eye of a growing infant…”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“voila protein is made”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“tRNA are these little spaceships floating around…”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“so, like, there’s this chunk of DNA floating around”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“this is one side of the ladder, this is another side”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“can I take that away, or?”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“one was upside down, and that’s how they fit”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“so then lucky lucky lucky Watson and Crick come along with all the information from other scientists”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“I thought they were all white men in white coats”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
::talks like the whole thing is one word::
“making it look like a Y even though it really doesnt look like a Y but that’s ok”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“M = mole
m = no mole
T = short 2nd toe
t = long 2nd toe”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
::nodding::
“should be 16 squares”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“…and then we have this whole slew of other possibilities”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch
“I don’t have any room…what am I doing?”
– Mrs. Biology Bitch